The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

position was naturally slightly higher than Samuel’s, and he was the one

simply tossed Samuel to the

stronger than 50 days ago, his seemingly casual action caused a loud bang, and Samuel smashed to the floor like a meteorite

an instant, Samuel’s head bled again, and his body hurt so bad that

at John and sneered, “Breaking my arm and

just said those words, but Sandra repeated it to

thought Sandra was afraid, and

“Don’t worry about it.

disciples of the same sect will at most only deduct five to

you kill someone will you

are enough to be deducted, and after

quietly

that

don’t blame me for being rude!” John roared, “Witness the strength of a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm! The

of Albert, and

the next palm followed

after one another, giving others an extremely oppressive

rushed toward Albert, and in split seconds, the surrounding air appeared to have condensed into a block of steel plate, wanting to

John were of the same realm, their

it were another ordinary disciple facing John, they would have

loudly, and his eyes were cold as

Sandra’s Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows was

he showcased it, his footwork had a sense of indescribable

the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows seemed to

John’s expressions instantly changed.

an agile movement like Sandra’s, nor had he heard

since he had already attacked, there

and continuously let out dozens of palms which immediately caught up with

than dozens of palms condensed into one slap in mid-air, and it violently smashed

Bang!

was a muffled explosion, and visible airwaves were formed, rushing toward the

as he did

he slapped the

for the Sandra that John struck, his figure swayed

It was a phantom!

trembled, and at this time, he heard a mocking laugh

out of the sect, you’ll already be

and every hair on him was standing

to turn around, John was already swept